Sombra leaned back in her chair, lazily scrolling through different feeds from different cameras all over the place. She sighed as she watched a whole lot of… nothing. Passing by several people looking around before handing something from one to another. She reached toward the 'record' button to use this for later blackmail, but she stopped, oddly not feeling like it. It was a simple drug deal, big whoop. She wanted something… Different. Things were quiet amongst Talon recently, Reaper and Widowmaker were out attempting to steal their fear, and arm, less leader's Infinity Gauntlet looking thing, Moria was preoccupied with work at Oasis University, and the other agents were doing who knows what. So she was left looking for something to pass the time with. It wasn't easy, even Overwatch had been keeping a low profile after Akande escaped, so it wasn't like she could mess with them. So here she found herself, watching the world go by. Scanning across a few more monitors, she paused when she saw someone sitting on the edge of a bridge. At first, she thought whoever this figure was there to jump, but upon switching to the main monitor, she saw the figure seemed to be swaying back and forth, as if dancing. Sombra raised a brow at this odd figure. Zooming in the best she could, the hacker frowned upon seeing that the figure was wearing a gas mask which concealed their face, not only that, they was looking down at something. Opening her profiler, she was confused when she didn't see a phone on them. And since she wasn't physically there, she couldn't hack them.
Just who exactly are you? She thought to herself.
Jumping to a street camera, she had a vertical view of the figure. It didn't help much, but at least it was something. From what she could tell, the newcomer was wearing a black track suit with white accents and stripes on the arms and one pant leg. What stood out the most to her was the fact that they had a freaking tape player of all things next to them, all the while they were writing or drawing something.
"I can't believe this guy…" Sombra muttered aloud. Was this guy for real? Just hanging out on the edge of a bridge like it was a Saturday night hangout? Also, who stilled uses tapes?! What reason could they possibly have for this? While she knew nothing about the mysterious masked figure, not even knowing if he was human or Omnic, one thing was clear: her boredom problem was dealt with. As she drummed her fingers on the desk, debating her next step in discovering this newcomers identity, she noticed the not only was this figure wearing a mask, there seemed to be a camera attached to it. Hoping for the best, she opened her profiler again and low and behold, a camera did appear. When she began her infiltration, everything got glitch and staticy. His defences seemed crude, but were rather effective nonetheless. Her screen seemed to be flickering about with what looked to be a wolf head laughing at her. She found the weak spot and hacked through it. She was slightly nervous that the newcomer would be alerted someone was trying to hack his mask, and would hack her back. However, the screen went black without warning, then she was looking down at a colouring book as the figure was sitting on the edge of the bridge, defacing it with crayons. Currently, he was currently drawing a hoard of zombies chasing after Tracer and some of the other Overwatch agents. Not only that, but she could hear the song he was listening to, and was singing along to it.
"I'm laid back, I'm feeling this, tonight's the night and I just wanna let it go. Hit the play back, I know you're feeling this; c'mon baby! Let's get ridiculous!" The figure, which she could now identify as male, still only in his teens sang along. After crudely drawing another zombie, the teen closed the book and tossed it to the side, as if getting ready to leave.
He did all right.
Pushing himself off of the bridge, he began whooping and hollering the whole way down. Sombra was glad she had hit record once she got through on his mask, because she couldn't believe what she just saw. Genuinely thinking she was about to watch someone become roadside chili, the teen fell through a sunroof as a van went by. Landing in the back seat, the teen looked around, seeing a man driving, a woman with a shotgun in the passenger seat, an Omnic on his left, and another man on his right.
"Sup, K5pl-AN? Sup, Jeff?" The teen said, looking to the Onmic then to the man. He suddenly leaned forward into the front, looking at the woman. "Hey Jade, you ridin' shotgun? Redbone my man! You still got some road trip snacks?"
The woman, named 'Jade' apparently, smiled and laughed slightly. She picked up a Twix bar and pushed the masked figure into the back.
"Sit down Dawg." She smiled. "You want the treat boy? You want the treat?" She asked, waving the chocolate in front of the mask.
Sombra just stared confused at what was happening in the van. This masked teen was named… 'Dawg'? What kind of name was that?! Also, it still made no sense what he was doing here or who any of the people in this van were doing. Were they cosplayers? Mercenaries? Missionaries who were taking this WAY to far? But what annoyed her more however was that none of the people riding in the van had any tech close enough that she could hack for information. Therefore, she was riding mostly blind on this bizarre journey. 'Dawg' meanwhile, pulled a tomahawk off of his belt and pointed it towards Jade.
"Gimmie. Gimmie the snack, give me lots of them, and give them to me right now."
"Why the hell did the boss agree to hire this guy again?" K5pl-AN asked, annoyed.
"Because he's our friend." Jeff said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"No, the boss hired him because Mad Dawg is best there is." The driver, Redbone, stated in a thick Russian accent; "He gets the job done, and the boss wants the job done, so we hire Mad Dawg. Have you learned nothing for the other jobs we have done with him?"
"His name's Mad Dawg?" Sombra thought, listening into the conversation. "Well, it's a creative name at least, and he seems like an interesting guy…"
"Ay, MD." Jeff said, getting his attention. "Can you take off the mask? It's a security risk, and not exactly subtle."
"Sorry, the boss wants to see this." Mad Dawg replied. "And besides, it's not like someone could hack into the camera on my mask, I mean, if they did. I'd just launch a counter-measure system that revealed where they were! Then I'd hunt them down and rip them apart limb from limb. But hey, what are the odds THAT would ever happen?"
For the first time in ages, Sombra paled slightly. Did he know? Had he played dumb about her intrusion? She wasn't sure what made her uneasy more, the fact that he seemed to have known what she did, or how casually he discussed mutilation and murder.
"I can't tell I your joking or not, and that's very concerning." Jeff dryly commented.
"Meh, fifty-fifty." Mad Dawg replied, eating a Twix bar under his mask. "But like I said, what are the odds?"
"Do you ever shut up?" K5pl-AN groaned.
At that moment, Sombra felt like she was being watched, possible someone was even in the room with her, her paranoia getting the better of her, she very slowly reached for her machine pistol and set it on her lap.
"Control yourself comrade." Redbone instructed, not looking back. "And prepare yourself for the job."
"Yeah, yeah, it's a good old Cash Crash, I'm ready!" Mad Dawg said, waving a hand dismissively. His statement got a chuckle from Jade and an annoyed groan from K5pl-AN.
From there, the five remained quiet, the only sound being the radio, and Mad Dawg munching on Twix bars. Sombra was genuinely fascinated by what she was seeing. Whoever these people were, they weren't Talon. But they seemed to know what they were doing. What annoyed her was how they seemed to speak in a code, which she had no ide how to decipher. She thought about trying to find some dirt on them, but decided to ait and see how this played out. If she was being honest, she liked this 'Mad Dawg' character. He seemed like her, strong willed, a little unhinged, and disrespectful wen he could get away with it. What she was still curious about was who Mad Dawg REALLY was, and who their 'Boss' they were working for was. But she had a feeling she was going to find out as the van pulled up outside of a nightclub. Mad Dawg looked up at the sign, but it seemed to distort violently, keeping the Mexican Hacker from finding out where they were. She thought this over, either the recording that was being made was cutting this out to cover their tracks or (as much as she didn't want to admit to this) he knew what he was doing. As the five walked into the club, the bouncer looked at them and nodded, allowing them to enter to the rooms full of flashing lights and dancing patrons. Mad Dawg walked over to the bar and called out "Whiskey Sour! Triple!" And the bartender nodded, before fixing a rather large drink. Sombra couldn't help but laugh when she saw Mad Dawg look down at the drink, then look at the bartender, then back down. Wordlessly stating his issue. The bartender seemed confused then realized his mistake and put a straw in the glass. Sipping on his obscene amount of whiskey and lemonade (seriously, Sombra was surprised at how much there was. It nearly filled a pint glass!) As he met up with the others, they stood around, seemingly waiting for something. Mad Dawg was still drinking his whiskey sour and seemed to be dancing to the beat. Sombra couldn't help but laugh slightly as she watched the camera shake around. All the while, K5pl-AN was giving him annoyed looks the entire time clearly annoyed with something. Finally, a security guard walked up and nodded to them and they walked back behind where the DJ was currently blasting a pretty good dance beat to a wall. One o the guards walked up to Mad Dawg and said:
"Mask off until you're in."
Grumbling slightly, Mad Dawg began pulling his gas mask off… And then the screen went black.
"No!" Sombra exclaimed. Equal parts annoyed and shocked. Mad Dawg had shut the camera off, and unless he turned it back on, she was SOL. Anxiously waiting for something, ANYTHING, she reviewed what she knew so far. It was very little, but still. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the masks camera returned and Mad Dawg looked around the room they were in. There were a few armed people standing near the walls watching them. Someone came up and handed him a pipe, which he lifted the mask up slightly to light and inhale, he paused then exhaled some smoke he coughed as he pulled his mask back down before handing the pipe back to someone and then looked to a man sitting in a chair with two large bodyguards on either side.
"Good stuff." Mad Dawg commented.
"So… what the hell do you guys want?" The man asked, looking bored more than anything.
"We're here for what you guys owe us." Jeff stated. "So, you hand it over. Or this gets bad for you."
Mad Dawg turned and looked at Jeff, and Sombra could just imagine the look on Mad Dawg's face.
"Really?" He finally said. "THAT is your big threat? THAT? A simple, 'where my money at'? That's it?"
"I gotta agree with the BDSM guy." The man in the chair said, pointing to Mad Dawg. "Also, what the hell are you talking about? I don't owe no one nothing."
"Hang on, I'll be with you in a second." Mad Dawg said, turning to Jeff. "Jeff, bud. I get it, you've been doing this far longer than I have, but let me show you how to get what we need."
Grabbing the man and throwing him into a wall, Mad Dawg unsheathed a blade from somewhere and it appeared on his wrist as he held it up to his neck. The sounds of guns cocking could be heard but Mad Dawg didn't turn around, keeping focused on the man.
"Where's the money Lebowski? Where's the money shithead?!" Mad Dawg exclaimed in a threatening tone.
"What the hell are you doing Mad Dawg?!" K5pl-AN shouted.
"Trying to get the money we're owed." Mad Dawg growled. "Now hand it over or I'll gut you like a bass!"
Sombra was surprised at how quickly Mad Dawg seemed to go from happy-go-lucky to very deadly. She wasn't 100 percent sure if he'd actually kill the man or not, but she was intrigued.
"Heh. You got some balls, I'll give you that." The man, 'Lebowski' chuckled. "But… I don't have the money. Never did."
"What?" Mad Dawg asked, leaving him and Sombra confused.
"Did you ever stop and think about it? Why you're here? Why'd you come here for a Cash Crash? Why come to a hidden room underground, do you SEE a safe? Or anywhere that could have a hidden safe? Stop and think about it kiddo, doesn't this all seem a little suspicious? I mean, when's the last time your boss gave you so little to go off of? Think about it, have you ever SEEN your 'boss'?"
"Meh, the boss works in his own way." Mad Dawg said, trying to reason with the man he was threatening to kill. "And…we're here for the money." Mad Dawg said, eyes narrowing again. "Right guys?" Looking to Redwood, Jade and the others to confirm his belief, only to see they had their weapons drawn and aimed at him. "Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. What are you guys doing?!"
"Something I've wanted to do for a long time." K5pl-AN said, aiming his revolver at Mad Dawg's head.
"It is nothing personal comrade." Redwood said, clearly not liking what they had to do. "You were good friend, but this is job… and it must be completed."
"Okay… K5pl-AN I get, he's the kinda asshole that would make a popular video game then make some characters stupidly broken… but you guys too?" He said looking to Jade and Jeff.
"Sorry sweetie." Jade said with a mock hurt tone. "But the Boss said he's done with you, and we don't want you doing something stupid and undoing our work. So… we needed to get you somewhere quiet and get rid of you."
"As for me, the boss is paying well." Jeff added.
"Look, you guys don't wanna do this." Mad Dawg said, seeming scared more than anything, and Sombra was frozen where she sat in a mixture of shock and interest, watching the betrayal unfold.
"Sorry kid." 'Lebowski' said with a twisted smirk. "I'm just cleaning house."
"Wait. You're the bos-"
Mad Dawg was cut off by a hail of bullets tearing him apart as he fell to the ground, everyone except Redwood fired everything they had, blood pouring all over the floor. His chest now riddled with bloody holes, Mad Dawg didn't get up as the room stopped firing. They waited a few moments to make sure he was dead, but it was clear he was.
"Mios dios…" Sombra whispered, shocked by the brutal execution she just witnessed. Sure, it wasn't really anything new considering that she worked for Talon and all, but it was more shocking due to how young Mad Dawg seemed to be, and how without a second thought they gunned him down.
"Well. That's dealt with." 'Lebowski' commented, as the men holstered their guns. Two of the guards dragged his lifeless corpse into another room and leaving it there. Sombra was about to stop recording, when she saw Mad Dawg's hand twitch. Then, to her absolute shock, he groaned and got up. Looking at a mirror that was in the room for some reason. Sombra stared slack-jawed as the bullets somehow were pushed out of his body and the wounds closed.
"I liked this hoodie…" He grumbled. The reached behind him and pulled a double-barrelled shotgun and loaded it. Cracking his neck to each side he began to walk away before stopping, and looking back at the mirror. Pointing at himself he said: "To all the children watching at home. Cover your eyes."
Kicking open the door, Mad Dawg fired his shotgun at two of the guards, both of whom screamed in pain as they were shot, and then burned due to something eating away their chests.
"Acidic bullets bitches!" Mad Dawg shouted, turning and blasting two more guards before reloading as the others drew their weapons and attempted to fire at Mad Dawg, only to be blasted and what whatever was left be burned horrifically by acid. Suddenly, his tomahawk flew across the room and dug right next to 'Lebowski'. All that was left now were Redbone, Jade, Jeff, K5pl-AN and 'Lebowski' who were all looking on in absolute shock at the fact that he was alive.
"Kid… let's talk about this." 'Lebowski' said, clearly terrified at the sight of the bloody Mad Dawg, and the fact that he was alive, and the realization that this was going to end very badly for him.
"Shut. The hell. Up." Mad Dawg demanded, gun aimed at his ex-boss. "Redbone? Get out. You didn't shoot me so you can go. But we never speak again, okay?"
Redbone didn't reply, he just dropped his gun and ran out the door in a panic, not looking back at the carnage that was about to ensue.
"Kid… If you this, you're a dead man." 'Lebowski' tried to reason.
"No, I'm not." Mad Dawg shook his head. "You own a night club owner and a drug dealer. You're not a threat."
Mad Dawg was suddenly side-rammed by K5pl-AN who knocked the gun out of his hands and began swinging hard at him. Bloodying his metallic hands. Deciding to intervene, Sombra hacked the lights and caused blackout, causing everyone to pause in confusion, however, Mad Dawg managed to kick K5pl-AN off of him and got back up. When the lights returned, the room was silent, Mad Dawg having disappeared, and then the sound of a chainsaw was heard. This was followed by K5pl-AN screaming in terror as the running blade appeared through his chest and sliced up, leaving Sombra shocked by the fact that Mad Dawg now had a chainsaw. It was also incredibly clear that the few remaining gang members, that they were royally screwed. And everyone in the room realized it to. Before they could react, Mad Dawg rushed forward and drove the blade into Jeff's chest, blood flying everywhere, before ripping it out and slicing Jade's arm off as she tried to fire her gun at him. Making her scream in terror and pain, only to be silenced by Mad Dawg decapitating her, and then shooting Jeff in the head for good measure. The room was covered in oil, acid and blood, and only one man remained. Slipping on blood, 'Lebowski' attempted to get away, only for Mad Dawg to grab him by the leg pull him back.
"Why man?" Mad Dawg demanded. "After all the work I did for you, WHY?!"
"I…I…I thought you were a liability moving forward… I didn't know you could… I…I didn't think you were a threat." 'Lebowski' stammered.
"You wanna see a threat?" Mad Dawg snarled, his voice getting demonic. "Let me show you a threat."
Removing the mask, Sombra sighed, frustrated when he tossed the mask off to the side, once again keeping her from seeing his face. Then she heard what sounded like bones cracking, a deep snarling, and 'Lebowski' screaming in pain, as something seemed to be ripping him apart.
"What. The hell." Sombra finally said aloud, only able to hear the carnage and she was pretty sure she didn't WANT to see whatever was happening.
Suddenly, the Wolf head appeared, laughed once again and the screen went black. However, Sombra didn't freak out, just trying to understand what she had witnessed. Then, some text appeared on the screen.
Did you enjoy the show?
Sombra's eyes widened even further than they had before. He did know she was watching him.
Meanwhile, Mad Dawg climbed up out of a fire escape and climbed onto the roof. He jumped onto another roof and then climbed back onto a skywalk and ducked around a corner. People were giving him looks or backing up in fear. Sensing he was being watched he saw a homeless man near a clothing donation dumpster and he leaned down to him.
"Get me out of here." Mad Dawg said, handing him an envelope. The man nodded and opened a small latch on the dumpster and pushed Mad Dawg into it, covering him in clothes. MD wasn't sure how much time passed, he might have fallen asleep for a few moments, but it was dark and quiet under the clothes, no one was going to find him. Which was fine with him.
"Well, time to find out who was watching me…" Mad Dawg thought as he looked at his phone, but after a few moments, he found nothing. "Damn it… Well, back to finding them…" He looked at his phone again, seeing security footage of a nearby museum where two figures were running from it.
"Well, that makes this a bit easier…" Mad Dawg mused, turning off his phone as he felt the pile of clothes being moved. "Let's hope she can help me…"
A.N. Betcha didn't see this coming! Yeah, I've wanted to do this for a while, but I needed to get Overwatch: A Dawg's Tale going for a bit. So, kick back, relax, and discover what happens to heroes when a few things happen differently…
Also, I edited a LOT of this chapter. I uploaded the first draft and then realized how many mistakes and issues there were, hopefully this is better.